People ask me all the time where I learned to sew, so here is the story.
My mother taught me sew at a young age. I mostly messed around and one time made a puff a lump toy with her help...I actually am not sure that I finished it. End of story at age 10 or 12
Then in college I found a vintage table cloth and decided to sew it to a duvet....after I stitched it on completely on an accidental diagonal, and realized that the only way I had to get it off was with a butcher knife, I gave up again.
The next time I got into it was when I had my first son 5 years ago. I have a degree in Metalsmithing, but as you may guess babies and fire are not a good combo. I thought I was going to lose my mind sitting at home with a baby who slept during the day. My mother in law, came for many visits that year, but when she came in the early months I decided that she should teach me to sew.
She is a prize winning quilter and has endless patience. She taught her boys to cross stitch at a very young age, and helped my husband make me a jacket and himself one as well. I asked her if she would teach me to follow a pattern for a bag...five years later I sew all the time, make my own patterns and enjoy it immensely.
SEW, thanks mother in law, for teaching me something that I love to do and now I feel is a part of who I am. You have been an inspiration to me, but I will leave the quilting in your amazing hands.